"Yes, I remember, doctor. Fine points of theology. The vital differences in comparative religion. Tell me this. You have spent a lifetime at it, you know more about religions, Earthly and otherwise, than any man on Earth. Have you been able to keep one faith? Have you ever been tempted from the teaching of your race?"
Dr. Raven set down his teacup.
"I might have known," he said, "you would embarrass me. You used to do it all the time. You had the uncanny ability to hit exactly on the question that a man found it hard to answer."
"I won't embarrass you any longer," Sutton told him. "I take it that you have found some good, one might say superior, points in alien religions."
"You found a new religion?"
"No," said Sutton. "Not a religion."
The chapel bell kept on tolling and the girl who had laughed was gone. The footsteps along the walk were far off in the distance.
"Have you ever felt," asked Sutton, "as if you sat on God's right hand and heard a thing that you knew you were never meant to hear?"
Dr. Raven shook his head. "No, I don't think I ever have."
"If you did, what would you do?"